#cherryshaymin

"Ah, I see," Cherry walked over to Annalisé and said, "you, Meowstic, you were at the Lantern Rite, yes? My partner says she recognizes you."

Shaythulu nodded in agreement, uttering a few words that sounded like something akin to grated glass and screams of the damned.

"Oh yes, of course, dear." Cherry quickly gazed around before turning her attention back to Annalisé. "We recall seeing two others interacting with you last time, friends perhaps? An Umbreon and a Meowscarada. Oh dear, what were their names?"

Shaythulu spoke again, the sounds of a rumbling dying earth and broken night sky that normally would be inaudible to all escaping its lips.

"Right yes! Bella and Paula, I believe it was? I assumed they were friends of yours but I guess that could be wrong. Are you actually all that familiar with each other?"

"As for my Paldean amies? Oui, you're correct! But zey aren't wiz me like with ze festival."

"So, zat w'ere zey are right now. Bella loves skiing but Paula prefers snowboardzing... I'm not really a winter mon, so I prefer ze old-fashzioned beach vacation, just like here..."

Annalisé is now has an idea to ask the two, she has a rather curious expression. "Do you prefer beaches or mountains?"

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"I've come across a lot of Shaymin before, a lot of them a bit different from the standard. I'd guess you two are also Shaymin?"

"Hopefully that clarifies a few things."

She ran around until she noticed them, then quickly made her way over.

Ogerpon: "Hiya! Wow - you're all really cool lookin'! Who are you?"

A new day dawns, and it is time to return home.

Shaymes, Shaythulu, and Cherry have left the Magi Event.

"Hello," they greeted with caution, trying not to act rude, especially in the presence of Shaymes. Something about their almost angelic appearence felt God-like.

"You uh, appear to be in your 'sky forme's', right?" they hoped they were getting that right, "isn't that supposed to only be a day time thing? How come you are all in it at night, if you don't mind me asking?"

Cherry looked down at the approaching Eevee with a curious expression as she glanced them over before offering a fanged grin to Silvan. "You are correct, we are in our sky formes," she said. "I don't fault you for becoming confused though. Our states are certainly unique compared to our kin."

"The answer varies a bit between each of us. Mine's the simplest. I am nocturnal, so my sky-land cycle is different than the typical Shaymin. When the sun rises, I will revert to my land forme, and will be unable to transform again until night falls."

"And as for our resident light bulb over here..."

".... yeah. He's just built like that. Must be that holy energy of his or something that lets him do it. Your guess is really as good as mine on that front."

"Ah! Great Guardian of the Skies!"

All three Shaymin bowed to Sphene as she approached them.

"It's a pleasure to have you join us. I do hope you're enjoying the festivities as much as we are!" Shaymes said, returning the smile. "To answer your question, we are akin to demigods, I suppose."

"Shaymes moreso than us. Shaymin are regarded as demigods by many mortals so in that respect I suppose you could also classify us as such, but I would hesitate to call myself that, especially in current company. I have none of the 'duties' that typical Shaymin have in other worlds. I'm just a simple gal living my life in Shaydo Town."

"I, on the other hand, as future king of the Angel Shaymin, have a number of duties to attend to — which is where my plethora of titles comes from. Angel Shaymin are meant to spread the seeds goodwill and cheer across the universe, something I do spend a great deal of time assisting with. However, on top of it all, I also shepherd lost souls to the afterlife, granting them peace until it is decided what the soul shall do next.

"Though I would never go so far as to say my duties or more important than others, it is a job of high authority that I conduct with great gratitude. It is an experience like no other, meeting all those that I do, and I hope to continue my duties for eons to come."

"As for Shaythulu..."

The eldritch entity let out a low rumbling sound that echoed the heaving and twisting of a planet crumbling in on itself as earthquakes tore apart its crust. It appeared to be laughing, delighting in the mystery of itself.